tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845436933807383233.post2760576256576909253..comments2024-03-25T15:29:41.085-04:00Comments on Kensington Stories: Dog walking 1969 vs. 2009 (the results)Ron Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013432967905835800noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845436933807383233.post-47145697147720776512009-03-24T14:10:00.000-04:002009-03-24T14:10:00.000-04:00Ron, Who could forget Firecrackers in fresh dog c...Ron, Who could forget Firecrackers in fresh dog crap? You had better be able to run fast or you might just end up covered with it. Looking back on this I can only wonder what the car owners must have thought when they found bits and pieces of poop all over their cars. But when you think about it, why pick it up when you can BLOW it up? <BR/>Paul McNallyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845436933807383233.post-25194178054688796222009-03-09T19:00:00.000-04:002009-03-09T19:00:00.000-04:00Dogs in my country do it on grass too. Maybe car t...Dogs in my country do it on grass too. Maybe car tyres drive over the crap.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845436933807383233.post-8159858595895395822009-03-09T13:45:00.000-04:002009-03-09T13:45:00.000-04:00Hi Alaina,Now you know what growing up on this blo...Hi Alaina,<BR/><BR/>Now you know what growing up on this block does to someone's mind. But I know you have the whole clan from your house to remind you of that every so often. Especially Christmas Eve.<BR/><BR/>I have been waiting over 50 years patiently for those old photographs of East Fourth when it was a dirt road along with corn fields around it. Neil promised me in 1975 he'd let me borrow them. If you have any pull with your family to get some of those and scan them in, I would love to put them on the blog.<BR/><BR/>I guess they are from when the Casey's lived there.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for reading!<BR/><BR/>Ronnie Lopez<BR/>399 East 4th.<BR/><BR/>mopar195@yahoo.comRon Lopezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00013432967905835800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845436933807383233.post-73133471289740563352009-03-09T13:19:00.000-04:002009-03-09T13:19:00.000-04:00How funny. When I tell people today about the fire...How funny. When I tell people today about the firecracker in the dog poop they look at me like im nuts. But that was a standard kid game on our block!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845436933807383233.post-42291066863328708682009-03-09T12:56:00.000-04:002009-03-09T12:56:00.000-04:00Ron, just a quick thank you for giving me a huge l...Ron, just a quick thank you for giving me a huge laugh when I read this story this morning! I had such an awful weekend and this brightened me right up- especially the "doody man" (and let me also mention flinging doody at your friends from a stick). PS - out here in the NJ burbs people do the same thing, dogs pooping all over the grass. I wanna just kick these people's asses. -JoeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845436933807383233.post-50596038652767493922009-03-09T10:24:00.000-04:002009-03-09T10:24:00.000-04:00When we walked Sweetpea she always did her busines...When we walked Sweetpea she always did her business in the street between two parked cars for a little privacy. And we didn't walk her in the street, we just trained her to go in the street. <BR/><BR/>Now we are lazy and we just let her go in the front yard. <BR/><BR/>She still looks at the curb for longingly.Alainahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18240692575056694567noreply@blogger.com